Great big place!
Great big place, gonna take up space! Gonna give you towers, turrets and skyscrapers, sidewalk fer the battle, villains to pull capers! Towers on the prairie where the Flash bugs Zoom, Plen'y of air and plen'y of room, Plen'y of room to string a dope! Plen'y of depth and plen'y of scope.
Central City, where the Flash comes sweepin' down the lane And gorillas greet on every street When the wind comes right behind the rain.
fightin' giant insects in the sky.
The town we belong to is grand And you know that we long to expand! And when we say "Yeeow! Hey, Scipio is gay!"
Central City, where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain And a wavin' arm can sure do harm When the wind comes right behind the rain. Central City,
ev'ry month its citizens and I
Stand on a sidewalk
and point and gawk
at the fallin' airplanes in the sky. We know that our streets can't be spanned And our city's too large to be scanned! And when we say Yeeow! Agoraphobi-ay!
We're only sayin'
We know we've consumed the Heartland because all of our growth is unplanned! And when we say Yeeow! Ain't Vandal Savage fey?! We're only sayin' You're growin' large, Central City! Central City I'll say, Hell - of- an - M. -S.- A. Central City! Yeeow!